United States or Slovakia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
But only the deep breathing of the girl broke the quiet, for now the night wind had lulled itself to sleep. "Hinnu! hinnu! Asleep! I have been talking in the dark, unheard. I did wish the girl would plant in her heart this sacred tale," muttered she, in a querulous voice. Nestling into her bed of sweet-scented grass, she dozed away into another dream.
The red painted avenger stood ready within the camp ground for the flying of the red eagle. He appeared, that terrible bird! He hovered over the round village as if he could pounce down upon it and devour the whole tribe. When the first arrow shot up into the sky the anxious watchers thrust a hand quickly over their half-uttered "hinnu!"
To the unconventional eyes of the old Indian woman, their celluloid collars appeared like shining marks of civilization. Blue-Star Woman looked up from the lap of mother earth without rising. "Hinnu, hinnu!" she ejaculated in undisguised surprise. "Pray, who are these would-be white men?" she inquired. In one voice and by an assumed relationship the two Indian men addressed her.
In honor of Chaske the chieftain gives this feast and dance! These are the words of him you see holding a baby in his arms." "Yes! Yes! Hinnu! How!" came from the circle. At once the drummers beat softly and slowly their drum while the chosen singers hummed together to find the common pitch. The beat of the drum grew louder and faster. The singers burst forth in a lively tune.
In a moment she came running out again, crying, "My son! My little son is gone!" Her keen eyes swept east and west and all around her. There was nowhere any sign of the child. Running with clinched fists to the nearest teepees, she called: "Has any one seen my baby? He is gone! My little son is gone!" "Hinnu! Hinnu!" exclaimed the women, rising to their feet and rushing out of their wigwams.
Word Of The Day